Sunday, April 03, 2005

Pump and/or Munch

We had loads of fun in DeKalb, IL this weekend. So I'll give you a mini weekend in review with pictures:

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Katy, Lori, and Nikki pose outside of the "Pump n' Munch" while we wait for our fearless leader to use the bathroom. I drove one van with Katy, Panko, Liz, Christy, Kristin, and Lori. Donna "drove" (see Chad for details) the other van carrying Portia, Amanda, Jenny, Nikki, and the Kuypster. We were led to believe that these would be big vans. This was a lie. The only good thing about being so crammed in was that when I hit the break hard with my left foot (imagining I was still driving a manual transmission), no one flew through the window. Chad told me that at one point when I passed their van, Donna looked over and said something like, "That bitch just passed me!"

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Two of my lovely travelling companions at a not-so-lovely gas station.

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Christy and I share a moment at a noisy club with a heating unit that baked those of us fortunate enough to be sitting in front of it.

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Here are my hotel roommates for the trip. Yes, Kuyper and I roomed with Donna. Ask Chad what he said to Donna on our first night, right before bed.

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Lori, Kristin, and Christy had booze in their room. This made the cramped rooms tolerable. Kristin, you rock.

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Sween and I were the only dancers at the club. Apart that is from Chad and Panko (picture not included because I'm tired of photobucket right now - I'll show you later).

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The morning after. (Pa)jammerific!

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Back at the bar.


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Okay. These deserve some explanation. Panko pulled a Panko and packed her husband's black dress pants for the trip instead of her own. We all suggested she try on Chad's pants as he was closest in shape and height. When she put them on, she thought them too manly, so we added Liz's shirt and my tie to give her an Annie Hall look. The obvious success can be seen above. Katy spoiled the magic by telling Panko she looked like a waitress, and the Pankster changed. She so would have won the best presenter award at the conference had she worn the above little number.

We also presented our papers, but my showing pictures of people presenting papers would be almost as boring as listening to me present my paper. Suffice it to say, the MSU gang rocked. I missed Amanda's and Christy's papers, but I understand they also were great (missed Liz's too, but we read ours to each other at Caribou the night before so we could cut and time them).

I will put up more pictures as soon as I get to a cafe and have a faster connection.

7 comments:

Chad said...

A haiku response:

Donna "drove": indeed.
Panko in my pants, but not
like that. "Matt...no clutch!"

Thank you.

Chad said...

A haiku response:

Donna "drove": indeed.
Panko in my pants, but not
like that. "Matt...no clutch!"

Thank you.

Chad said...

A haiku response:

Donna "drove": indeed.
Panko in my pants, but not
like that. "Matt...no clutch!"

Thank you.

Chad said...

A haiku response:

Donna "drove": indeed.
Panko in my pants, but not
like that. "Matt...no clutch!"

Thank you.

Chad said...

A haiku response:

Donna "drove": indeed.
Panko in my pants, but not
like that. "Matt...no clutch!"

And another:

Chuckwagoneering.
Stairwell screams, but sometimes a hiss is scarier.

Thank you.

Chad said...

Hmm...so apparently all those times Blogger informed me that they were having an "internal error" and couldn't "post my comments" because they it was being a "big, stupid douche"...it was lying.

Cursed Blogger.

Heather Cady said...

My writing friend, I have to say I believe you hit the "brake" instead of the "break."

Love ya :)
H